happy birthday [for Belle]

[quileutejacob]

Jacob hadn't really made plans for his birthday, not formally, but he was pretty sure that Belle knew when it was. It was one of those things you just took for granted in a relationship, the whole birthdays and anniversaries thing, and it was pretty amazing that he'd been with her for almost a year. A year was practically a lifetime in teenage

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[provincialbelle]

Belle had been in a hurry to get everything together. She knew the date, knew the importance of it, and had been rushing to put together a picnic of French cuisine and finding a swimsuit that she felt would be something of a treat for him. She was aware that she wasn't plain, but she had never used her looks for anything before.

Maybe, just maybe, in the face of not having finished any inventions, she was relying on it, but she felt fine with that, creme brulee, beef bourguignon and red wine in a picnic basket. "Entrée!" she beckoned, still packing things away.

[quileutejacob]

"I...am still learning the French thing," Jacob admitted, stepping in and giving Belle an appreciative look. She had on a swimsuit and some kind of little cover thing that Jacob hoped would disappear after a little while. Belle was modest, which was a good thing, because it made her that much more beautiful when she did reveal something.

"That means enter, right? Entree?"

[provincialbelle]

"It means enter," she agreed with a fond laugh, leaning in closer to wrap her arms around his waist, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Are you ready to go? I've packed us some lunch and I have a little surprise for you."

[quileutejacob]

"Surprises are good," Jacob agreed, nodding toward the basket. "Do you want me to carry that for you like the big, strong man that I am?"

He liked to be chivalrous, even if it was going out of style.